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We were all at a solstice music party until last night -- E and I didn't get home 'til one. We're going to another music party in Portland tonight, and no one is functioning on all cylinders this morning.
This morning E called me:
E: Hi! What's the plan for heading south today?
Me: Well, what time's the party start? Do you have the invitation?
E: Yeah, somewhere here, I just... Did I ever tell you about all the wrapping? Rather than pay exorbitant prices for shipping, I rushed the stuff for the kid's in it's own box and... [happily goes off into totally random play-by-play of CD burning and package mailing for FIVE MINUTES]
Me: Uh. Hun? Not that this isn't totally fascinating, but what time does the party start?
BF: Oh! The invitation -- I have that. 7!
Me: Good. You can tell me aaaall about wrapping in the car. *resolves to nap in the car*
Not three minutes later, my father calls...
Dad: I was just calling to find out... um... I dunno... I just kinda wondered... um. It was a late party last night.
Me: Yes. Yes it was.
Dad: So I figured we'd head down to Portland at...
Me, before he copies BF's wrapping monologue: We're taking separate cars; we'll see you down there, what did you need, again?
Dad: Well, I wondered what guitar E (BF) is bringing, because if he's bringing the electric one, I think I have all his audio cables and i need to know what cables he needs because that...
Me: Why don't you call HIM?
Dad: Oh! Okay. I was just... I think I just wanted to know... I forget.
Me: See you in Portland!
And for bonus silliness, this conversation happened after a particularly excellent jam at the party last night:
Dad, to E: This party is fantastic! Let's move it all 120 miles south and do it again tomorrow night!
E: Yeah! But *whispers* these people won't all fit in the car, so let's not tell them.
Dad: It's okay, we'll use new ones!
